Android's Dungeon, Wednesday, 4/8
The shop had been tidied since the zombie incursion; almost like nothing had gone wrong at all.
It was eerie, in its way.
Brushing her hair back from her face, Sarah settled in at the counter with a pile of paperwork. She'd already filed her report to the CIA; sadly, this was just what was needed to keep the shop running.
The Android's Dungeon was open.
[The OCD was afraid a gremlin would bite it. Open.]
It was eerie, in its way.
Brushing her hair back from her face, Sarah settled in at the counter with a pile of paperwork. She'd already filed her report to the CIA; sadly, this was just what was needed to keep the shop running.
The Android's Dungeon was open.
[The OCD was afraid a gremlin would bite it. Open.]